Master of My Mind BN (35 page)

Pulling back, Matt wiped his eyes and sniffed. “Good-bye, my
little munchkin.”

“Wait. When will I see you again?” I asked, my voice
trembling as I brushed at my tears.

He flashed a beseeching look toward Special Agent Rizzo.

“Never, I’m afraid, Miss Bennett. Mr. Price is a dead man.
In fact, neither of us were ever here.”

“But…” The finality of his words pelted me. “No.”

“Mr. Price is in the witness protection program now. He has
a new name and a new city,” the FBI agent explained. “All ties to anyone in his
past must be severed to protect him and those he loves.”

I felt Tony move in close behind me, his body heat felt like
a blanket of reassurance, one that I desperately needed. As he placed his hands
on my arms, I knew he was there to help me say good-bye to Matt.

To help me heal the scars that marred my heart.

To catch me and never let me fall.

“Please, take good care of her for me,” Matt murmured to
Tony.

“It will be an honor, sir,” Tony replied, his voice thick
with emotion.

Matt pulled back, his eyes red rimmed and filled with tears,
then bent and pressed a gentle kiss upon my cheek. As he and Special Agent
Rizzo turned and walked to the door, Matt paused and looked back at me.

“I love you, munchkin. Always remember that.”

“I love you, too,” I sobbed.

When the door closed behind him, I broke down.

“I’ll give you two some privacy,” Reed whispered and left
the room.

Tony held me in his arms as I cried uncontrollably.

“Let it out, angel. You’ve held so much inside you for so
long. Just let it out. It’s time to unburden all the fear and pain and misery.”

“How could I think that he would ever have tried to hurt
me?” I wailed.

“Because you were young and what he’d done was opposite of
the man you believed him to be. None of us are perfect. We all make mistakes.
Matt made some huge ones, but I don’t want you blaming yourself for how his
actions affected you or how you responded to what he’d done. You did the right
thing by going into self-preservation mode.” Tony verified, wiping my tears
with the pads of his thumb. “Besides, running away ultimately brought you to
me.”

He captured my lips, inundating me with passion and so much
love more tears spilled down my cheeks.

“Come on, angel; let’s go home.”

Snuggled up tight against Tony’s side, he drove to the club.
Once back in our room, we laid in bed, my head on his chest and his arms
wrapped around me.

“I know today was an emotional rollercoaster ride for you,
sweetheart. Tell me how you’re feeling, what you’re thinking?”

“Really?
You already want to pull
your scalpel out?”

“No time like the present.” I could hear the smile he
undoubtedly wore in his voice.

“Alright, but if you think I’m going to pay you for this
visit, you’re crazy.” I grinned.

“You’ll pay alright but not with money,” he rumbled.

In an instant, my nipples drew tight, and I ground my pussy
against his thigh. “I’d rather play doctor, patient in other ways.”

“I’m sure you would, and maybe we’ll have to investigate
your desire for medical play…later. Right now, it’s time to talk.”

I swallowed tightly, thinking about stirrups and speculums.
“Okay, I really don’t have any medical fantasies; it was just a metaphor.”

Tony chuckled as he tugged a strand of hair clinging to my
shoulder. “You’re stalling, angel. Talk to me.”

“The relief I feel now is totally different from what I felt
when I thought Matt was dead.”

“Explain that statement to me.”

A small smile curled on my lips. Tony had three distinct
modes; doctor, Dominant, and lover. And damn if I didn’t thoroughly love them
all.

We spent hours discussing every feeling, thought, and
rationalization running through my mind. Tony’s persuasive yet gentle questions
brought a sense of closure and healing. Not only in regard to Matt but the deep
scars I’d carried from the rape, the loss of Nathan, George’s betrayal, and the
resentment I felt toward my parents. When he was through I felt emotionally and
physically exhausted.

“I’m proud of you, angel. You’re mighty strong for being
such a little wisp of a girl.” Tony teased.

Leaning up on my elbows I laughed and stared into his eyes.
“Thank you, Tony. Thank you for everything.”

“I love you, sweetheart. There’s nothing on earth I wouldn’t
do for you.”

“Or me for you, Master,” I whispered before dipping to brush
a soft kiss to his mouth.

When I tried to pull away, Tony gripped my hair and held me
captive to his lips.
Demanding.
Untamed.
His delving doctor side vanished, and his inner dominant roared to life. My
heart soared.

When he rolled me beneath him and began stripping off my
clothes, my pulse raced and my body ached. Soon we were naked and panting. And
when he thrust inside my sodden cunt, I cried out, gripped his shoulders, and
held tight as he drove into me with savage delight. Time blurred into a haze of
explosive orgasms, adoring murmurs, and blissful embraces. Serenity enveloped me.

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Three weeks later, Tony rubbed suntan lotion on my belly as
I lay upon a chaise beneath the warm, bright sun of Palm Beach. Our private
bungalow, facing the rolling, blue waves of the Atlantic Ocean, sat a few feet
behind us. He surprised me with the romantic get-away, asserting that the
change of scenery would do us both good. And as the sea gulls dipped and
swooped overhead, I couldn’t have agreed with him more.

We swam in the ocean, took romantic walks along the beach at
sunset, and spent hours tangled in each other’s arms, feeding our boundless
appetite for one another. I could easily grow accustomed to the carnal splendor
we’d cocooned ourselves within.

“I wish we could stay here forever,” I sighed.

“We can if that’s what you want, sweetheart,” Tony chuckled.
“You have the means, now.”

My mind shifted back to the meeting with Paula in Reed’s
office. I’d been so nervous, but Tony held my hand, and when she stepped
through the door, Paula looked exactly as I’d pictured her. Tall with perfectly
coiffed gray hair, the woman oozed poise and grace. She was a lady in every
sense of the word. Controlled and direct, Paula declined Reed’s offer of
thirty-seven million dollars, half of George’s estate. I was blown away at the
figure but more curious as to why she would turn down such an obscene amount of
money.

“I know it must come as a shock to you,” Paula began,
addressing Reed as if Tony and I were invisible. “After my husband’s stroke, I
was awarded guardianship over his holdings. The simple truth is, I don’t need
the money nor do I wish to have my feelings for George reduced to a monetary
number.”

Then Paula did a strange thing; she turned to face me. A
warm, grandmotherly smile spread over her lips. “Take it,
Leagh
.
Take it all. Donate to charities, support medical research, help those that
need it, and live out your wildest dreams with the rest. All I ask is every
once in a while you lift your face to the heavens and thank George. Regardless
of his duplicities, you held a special place in his heart.”

I gazed up at the clear blue Florida sky and whispered a
silent ‘thank you’ to George before turning and flashing a crooked smile Tony’s
way.

“What do you think about a winter home here?”

“I think it would be a marvelous place to thaw out when
we’re up to our ass in snow drifts.” Tony grinned.

That night he
shooed
me off to
take a shower, telling me he had a surprise for me. Clad in a towel, I stepped
from the bathroom to find the bungalow empty and a sexy red dress, matching
thong, and a pair of low-heeled black sandals set out on the bed.

“Maybe we’re going dancing,” I whispered to myself.

After drying my hair and applying a dusting of makeup, I
painted my lips with a shimmering red gloss and stepped into the silky, little
dress. With a critical eye, I looked in the mirror and smiled. I felt like a
princess. The dress Tony picked out for me was beautiful and showed just enough
skin to be tempting. Just as I began to wonder where my sneaky Master had run
off to, a knock came from the bungalow door.

I opened it, expecting to find Tony, but was instead met by
a forty-something man dressed in a black tux and snow white gloves.

“Miss Bennett?”

“Yes?”

“I’ve been sent by Mr.
Delvaggio
.
If you would allow me to escort you, he requests your presence on the beach.”

I couldn’t imagine what Tony was up to, but I agreed by
slipping my arm through the stylish man’s elbow. He led me down the palm
shrouded path and into the clearing. That’s when I spied Tony, standing at an
elegant, candle lit table for two, right there on the beach. He was dressed in
a black tuxedo, sans the gloves, wearing the broadest smile I’d ever seen.

“Oh my god,” I whispered in surprise. He’d gone to all this
trouble for me? My heart flip flopped in my chest, and I found it hard to draw
in breath. As I made my way to him, warm sand spilled between my feet and
sandals, but I didn’t care. All I could think of was tearing away that pristine
tailored tux with my teeth and devouring his sexy ass. Tony held me with his
shimmering dark eyes, and I could see the lust burning bright within them. The
way he looked at me, coupled with the hunger rising inside me, it would be a
miracle if we even ended up eating the dinner he’d arranged.

As the older man handed me off to Tony, he tipped his head
with a smile, turned, and walked up the beach toward the main hotel. We were
all alone.

Tony stood staring at me, undressing me with his eyes before
he stepped in close, wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me tight
against his steely chest.

“Forget dinner,” he growled. “I want to lay you out over
this table and feast on your slick, hot cunt, sweetheart.”

My knees turned to jelly, and I purred against his ear.
“Anything you desire, Master.”

“Fuck,” he cursed under his breath. His cock pressed hard
and hot against my belly.
“Anything?”

“And everything,” I murmured, arching my hips and grinding
my mound against his erection.

“Oh, already topping from the bottom are we, my little
minx?”

“Oh no, Master. Never,” I replied with feigned innocence. “I
just wanted to make sure you remembered where to put that when the time comes.”

Tony reached and swatted me on the ass. “Like I could ever
forget?”

“God, I hope not,” I giggled.

“Let’s eat. My cock is already screaming to be released from
these trousers.”

“I don’t mind a little sand on my knees, Master.”

“I’ll remember that. Maybe you can have dessert beneath the
table…If you behave.”

My mouth watered as Tony turned and helped me into the
chair. As soon as he sat down, a young man appeared carrying a bottle of
champagne. He filled the empty flutes next to our plates then turned and left.

Tony lifted his glass as I did mine. “To the beautiful full
moon, the relaxing music of the waves, and the most breath-taking woman I’ve
ever laid eyes on sitting before me.”

I felt the heat rush to my cheeks as Tony brought the rim of
his glass toward mine. “And to the most amazing Master on the planet,” I added
before chinking my glass to his.

The sweet champagne exploded over my taste buds. “
Mmm
,” I moaned as I swallowed. “I like this. What it is?”

“It’s Italian.
A favorite of mine.
I’m glad you like it.”

“I love everything about this night, Master. It’s perfect.”

Course after course, the waiter brought our dinner. It was
the most decadent and delicious meal I’d ever tasted. When dessert came, I shot
Tony a coy smile; he threw his head back and laughed.

“Maybe in a little bit, angel,” he replied wiggling his
brows. “Did you enjoy the food?”

“Oh yes. It was…I don’t know what to say, Tony. This has all
been so amazing. Thank you.”

A strange expression fluttered over his face before quickly
disappearing. Rising from his seat, Tony stepped in close beside me. When he
eased down on one knee, I sucked in a tiny gasp.

“There’s only one thing I want you to say, angel.”

Reaching into the pocket of his tux, Tony pulled out a red
velvet box, lifted the lid, and placed it in my trembling hand. I stared at the
enormous, shimmering square cut diamond in the center. Smaller ones surrounded
it; tears began to blur my vision.

“Will you make me the happiest man and Master in the world?
Marry me, angel.”

“Yes, oh god, yes!”
I managed to
choke past the sobs of utter joy clogging my throat.

Through my tears, I watched Tony lift the ring from the box
and slide it onto my finger before he stood and lifted me into his arms.
Leaving the remains of our dinner behind, he carried me back to our bungalow.
He set me down in the middle of the room before taking a seat in the wing back
chair in the corner. A mischievous smile tugged his lips.

“Hand me the toy bag, angel; then I want you to stand in
front of me and strip. Nice and slow. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes, Master.”

Strip for him? Like a
stripper? Oh, this is going to be fun!

After delivering the toy bag, I took a step back and pouted
my lips. Gazing at him with a seductive stare, I slowly slid one thin strap off
my shoulder. Licking my lips, I traced my fingertips over the swell of each
breast invitingly before lowering the other strap with a languid sweep of my
hand. Cupping my breasts, I caught the silky fabric before it could slide down
my body.

Tony’s eyes darkened; his lids fell heavy in that familiar
lustful way. Without looking away, he reached down, unfastened his pants, and
released his zipper. His thick erection sprang free, and an audible purr rolled
from the back of my throat. Tony wrapped a fist around his ready cock, gliding
his hand up and down in long, slow strokes. It took all the strength I had not
to fall to my knees and swallow him up.